I had never done this before, and I wasn’t very fond of young people…but… I decided that the opportunity was too delicious to let slip away. The young boy that I had previously used as bait, and subsequently planned to kill, was becoming something that I wanted to enjoy a little more. I had never wanted to be a mother, but the possibilities of having this little demonic cherub to do my beckoning was too alluring to resist. The way that he squinted up at me, that devilish smile, reminded me of a young boy that I had known when I was a little girl. And, he had not flinched or panicked when had stabbed the priest; I had relied on the fact that he would startle awake and use the knife. But, I did not anticipate the way he coldly thrust it into the body. It was quite impressive for a first stabbing; usually, most people are clumsy, unsure, and messy. No, this was a clean strike, one that was made with confidence.
So, after our ordeal, I told him that he could take off the choir uniform; but, he insisted that he kind of liked it. I could see the evil spinning in his head and I had to smile, too. “When can we do this again?” he asked me. Then, before waiting for a reply, he said, “What are we going to do next.” I could see that being a surrogate keeper and mentor was going to take a lot of time and energy…and patience. I explained to him that now he needed to return home, to act like normal; to say that he had gotten lost from the park. I tried to emphasize that there is more to killing than just the act; one must not call attention to one’s self. “Will you teach me, then?” he asked, eagerly. I affirmed that I would; but, I said, “You belong to me. You must always do as I say.” He took off the choir robe, which I burned later; and, after making sure there was no evidence left behind, I walked home. I laughed, thinking that I had just picked up a young boy as pet.
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